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it's funny how a bird can be red like fire with an egg like the sky.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Words: 63 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 08-26-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2946951
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they called her a
dove & like the bird, she was
pure as snow & plain as
ice in winter
she flutters through the wind &
like a moth to a streetlamp she
can't resist his sky, his
air, & it's
intoxicating she's
drunk off his high while he's
high off her love &
like a light bulb they both just
flicker out &
die
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